His hand lifted up when she hit him, York's blue eyes watching her as she stalked away towards the door. "What, is that all you got, Tex?" He took a step after her, eyes narrowing. "Because every time you put your hands on another man, that's what's going to happen." He took a step after her, but only one step, before coming to a stop. "And if all you're going to do in turn is hit me and run out like some fucking pussy, well.." His shoulders lifted up into a shrug. "I guess you are what you are."